Ancient poems in spring, summer, autumn and winter

There is no root water behind the mountain, and there is Baojing tea in front of the lake.

In the spring sleep, peaches and plums bloom and wake up all over the body.

summer

The sun is like fire, the smoke is chaotic, and the light is lining people's hearts.

Who moves the chessboard, the peach leaves listen to the piano.

autumn

Late autumn dawns late, and the night dew gradually frosts.

The wild maple is still green and the chrysanthemum next door is still yellow.

winter

The new moon destroys the red bones, and the cold wind moves the old branches.

Mercurydust covers all kinds of decay, but there is no lovesickness.